Chapter 686 - A Peerless Swordswoman (2/2)

His sword came in just in time. He suddenly sensed an overwhelmingly sharp power running through the length of the blade. A sharp ting echoed in the air. The sound was so piercing that Razer had half a mind to cover his ears against it.

His eyes could barely track the blue-white silhouette that glimmered around him like a phantom. Consecutive attacks came at him without any sign of letting up.

Ting, ting, ting, ting… Razer could not afford to waste any time planning out a counter strategy. Any delay in his reaction time would cost him his life. He was now defending himself against Nana’s attacks by instinct.

This was the first time he had experienced such a life-and-death situation ever since he became a Lava Knight. He had always known that Nana was a formidable figure in the Fire Sect who had chosen not to reveal the true extent of her power to the world, but he had no idea she would be this powerful.

The saint definitely did not know about this. Otherwise, she would not have sent him here on his own.

Ting, ting, ting… In just three seconds, Razer managed to block 70 blows from Nana’s sword. A numbness was now spreading across his arm. He then realized that his ears were no longer functioning properly. His cheeks felt warm, and he could feel a bit of blood flowing out of his ears. His eardrums were completely ruined by the piercing sound of Nana’s sword striking repeatedly against his.

Razer now felt cornered like a wild beast being hunted by a seasoned hunter.

If said hunter could not bring down his quarry with a single strike, he would simply need to resort to other methods, methodically forcing it into a trap that he had already set up in advance.

Right now, Razer felt as if he was about to step into a death trap of Nana’s design. Worse still, despite knowing the existence of this trap, he could not see a way out of it.

She’s too strong! If this goes on any longer, I’m going to be killed by her for sure! This thought ran through his head like a jolt of electricity. He had to do something. Otherwise, he would soon be dead.

The only advantage he had over Nana now was the overwhelming power he wielded!

Razer let out a roar. At that moment, power began to boil in his body. Hellfire flowed out of his body in waves, covering a 15-foot-wide area around him.

This was his maximum range.

In an instant, Razer’s hellfire burned everything to a crisp in its path. The incredible heat even managed to burn a hole in the space around him.

At that moment, Razer felt the flurry of attacks around him beginning to slow down. He immediately searched his surroundings for Nana’s blue-white form and saw that it had begun making its retreat. Though the hellfire was rapidly spreading out, it was still not fast enough to reach the blue-white figure, which managed to keep a 0.1-foot gap between itself and the encroaching flames.

This 0.1-foot gap was the only thing standing between Nana’s life and certain death.

Razer sighed inwardly, knowing that there was little to no chance he would be able to kill Nana now. He decided that there was no reason to linger on in Ferde any longer.

He had failed in his mission to assassinate the lord of Ferde. However, this was fine. He was still alive. There would still be another time.

All this time, he was still under the impression that the lord of Ferde was hiding somewhere in the Mage Tower.

Like a bolt of lightning, he fled the scene and soon arrived at Scorched City’s barrier. From there, he continued on his trajectory across the sea until he finally reached the Silver Storm Sparrow battleship.

Half a second later, he was already on board the Silver Storm Sparrow ship. Drawing a long breath, he said, “Let’s go back to the Isle of… Dawn.”

Suddenly, his foot gave way beneath him, and he fell to the ground on his knee. Then, he felt a sudden pain gripping his chest.

Groaning, he lowered his gaze and was dumbstruck by what he saw.

The black-gold scaled armor that he was wearing was Level-17 equipment of the highest quality. It was forged by the Inferno Archmage especially for him, the leader of the Lava Knights. However, Nana’s attacks had left a thumb-sized hole on the left side of its chest area. Blood was now flowing profusely out of it.

A few High Elves leaped to his aid. “Master, you’re hurt!”

A High Elf doctor immediately inspected his wound. A few minutes later, he frowned. “Master, one of your ribs are broken, and your heart has been punctured. I could also sense a mysterious power lingering around your heart. It may take a while to dispel it completely, I’m afraid.”

“Just tell me everything!” barked Razer. There was not a hint of panic in his voice. Injuries were to be expected in any duel between two masters. Razer was lucky to still be alive. I’ve never seen swordsmanship like hers, he thought to himself.

He realized that there was no way his own swordsmanship would be able to rival Nana’s. He would need to use his area-of-effect techniques in order to deal with someone like her who obviously specialized in close quarter combat. Today, he underestimated his opponent. This defeat was well-deserved.

Immediately succumbing to Razer’s imposing air, the High Elf doctor fell to the ground and stammered, “Master, I’m afraid that you will not be able to fight at your full strength for a month.”

“A month?” Though he did not trust the doctor’s diagnosis, he was well aware of his current physical condition. He decided that the only thing he needed to do now was to focus on his recovery.

“Forget it, let’s head back to the Isle of Dawn!” This was all they could do for now.

Just then, a High Elf pointed at the southern sky and shouted, “Look, there’s a golden cloud in the sky.”

Razer turned around. In an instant, his face went pale.